Chapter 338


    Brielle lowered her eyshes, a gesture that Aubree, her confidant of many years, knew all too well.


    Aubree wasn’t the type to spread rumors carelessly; Brielle’s secret was safe with her.


    “I’ve only told Aubree, but I trust herpletely.”


    Tiffanie, deep in thought, stroked her chin. “You and Aubree have known each other for ages, and she’s


    mostly above suspicion. But if that snake Andrew is slithering around her, all bets. are off. That guy has


    always had it out for you.”


    Brielle dropped her gaze. It wasn’t an impossibility, but she was confident that Aubree would have


    taken her concerns into ount and made sure no one was around when she answered


    the phone.


    The mystery was tooplex, and the solution eluded her. Perhaps it was time to switch topics and


    ask about the Mason Corporation.


    Brielle turned to Mason. Shecked the courage to confront them about their true identities; it was too


    melodramatic, too sensational, and she was just an outsider.


    Mason still had that fresh–faced college student vibe, both in appearance and demeanor. When Brielle


    first met him, she could’ve sworn he’d just left the campus gates. In any college setting. Mason would


    be the guy everyone fawned over.


    Perhaps feeling Brielle’s unabashed gaze, Tiffanie opened her arms wide, protective as a mother hen


    shielding her chick.


    –


    “Brielle, Mason’s off the market he’s mine. Stop looking at him like that. Besides, you’ve got Maxie.


    Time to rein it in.”


    The corner of Brielle’s mouth twitched, and she caught Mason’s flustered protest. “Cut it out!”


    Tiffanie raised an eyebrow. “Right, I’m just talking nonsense. So that seal of approval kiss wasn’t for


    me?”


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    Brielle pretended not to hear, sensing Mason was about to blush into mes. She remembered their


    first meeting; he’d been soposed and so unruffled, even at a bustling reunion. She never imagined


    Tiffanie, the wildcat, would push him to the brink like this.


    Brielle cleared her throat. “Mason, I bet you’ve had tons of offers to invest in yourpany, or even


    buy you outpletely. Why didn’t you sell back then?”


    Mason regained hisposure, and after a brief pause, he spoke. “I’m passionate about thepany


    I built and adore my team. When we, a group of young dreamers, hit wall after wall and returned to


    square one, we believed we could change the world. It wasn’t just me who didn’t want to sell; none of


    us did.”


    “I’ve never told anyone, but three months after we started, a Wall Street financier wanted to buy us out.


    The offer was half a billion dors. I tossed and turned for a month, and to this day, I’m not sure if


    keeping thepany was the right decision.”


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    That was half a billion dors after only three months in business.


    –


    Brielle smiled slightly. “If there’s a reason not to sell, it’s probably because only onepany ever


    turned down a half–billion–dor offer in its infancy the Hartley Group.” Today, the Hartley Group was a


    retail titan both online and off, a true global giant.


    A glint of ambition shone in Mason’s eyes as he chuckled. “You’re right. And in the world of the inte,


    I aim to be the next Hartley Group.”


    Tiffanie leaned back, resting her chin on her hand, listening to the pair dissect potential deals. She


    yawned, oblivious to the fact that this evening at Pearl Estate, two enthusiastic young people might’ve


    just beenying the groundwork for an inte empire. Sadly, one couldn’t foresee the future, and so


    the thrill of witnessing history unfold remained elusive.


    After their discussion, Brielle noticed Tiffanie, curled up in a tiny bundle and dozing off in the corner.


    The room was chilly; they’d forgotten to turn on the heat, and were too engrossed in their conversation


    to notice. But Tiffanie seemed too cold to move, not bothering to ask for a nket, possibly not wanting


    to interrupt Brielle’s train of thought.


    Feeling sleepy herself, Brielle was about to suggest that Mason and Tiffanie stay over when she saw


    Mason gently lift Tiffanie in his arms and nod at her, ready to leave.


    “Mason,” Brielle called out, her heart feeling a sudden weight.


    Mason was a decent person, and so was Tiffanie. Two pure souls brought together, caught in the


    tangle of their parents‘ past grievances, couldn’t stay untainted forever.